Of course, after Lu Ziyan's bloodline awakened, her greater development lay in the future. In time, her cultivation realm would gradually pull away from most of these people.
These thirty-odd people were all outstanding figures from their respective Imperial Tutor Palaces!
The four at the head of the group were the prized disciples of these four Imperial Tutors within their age bracket!
A tall, gaunt youth stepped forward. Exaggerated bloodstains covered his face, as though they had split it into upper and lower halves.
The youth said to Moluo, "Father, don't worry. Once I find him, I won't merely beat him out of his Astral God Origin a few times. You know my methods for torturing people."
Moluo's grotesquely ugly face revealed a smile even uglier than a cry. "Good. Minghan, with you here, I can rest easy. Remember to take your time. No need to rush. Best if you torture him for a full hundred years?"
This youth was none other than Moluo's youngest son, Mo Minghan. It was said that he had a strong chance of clearing the Young Emperor Trial during his teenage years. Such talent could only be called heaven-gifted.
On the other side stood a slender woman. Though she did not seem to have an ounce of extra flesh on her, her waist was so slim that it seemed one could topple her with a casual push, stirring fantasies in the minds of some young disciples.
However, anyone who knew her even a little understood what a venomous beauty she was. Many male disciples who had harbored designs on her had paid a painfully steep price.
The greatest injury to a man's body was none other than the destruction of the seventh star organ. Though it could be restored for an Eonic God body—
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